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Intro
In the day we sweat it out on the streets
In the day we sweat it out on the streets
of a run-a-way A-mer-i-can dream
At night we ride through man-sions
of glo-ry in su-i-cide ma-chines
Sprung from cag-es on high-way 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel in-ject-ed,
and step-pin' out o-ver the line
Oh, Ba-by this town rips
the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a su-i-cide rap
We got-ta get out while we're young
`Cause tramps like us,
ba-by we were born to run
Wen-dy let me in I wan-na be your friend
Wen-dy let me in I wan-na be your friend
I wan-na guard your dreams and vis-ions
Just wrap your legs 'round these vel-vet rims
and strap your hands 'cross my en-gines
To-geth-er we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop,
And ba-by we'll nev-er go back
Oh, Will ya walk with me out on the wire
`Cause ba-by I'm just a scared
and lone-ly rid-er
But I got-ta know how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
Babe I want to know if love is real
(Spoken) Oh, come and show me
Be-yond the Pal-ace hem-i-pow-ered drones
scream down the bou-le-vard
Girls comb their hair in rear-view mir-rors
And the boys try to look so hard
The a-muse-ment park ris-es bold and stark
As kids are hud-dled on the beach in a mist
I wan-na die with you Wen-dy on the
street to-night in an ev-er-last-ing kiss
The high-way's jammed with brok-en her-oes
The high-way's jammed with brok-en her-oes
on a last chance pow-er drive
Ev-'ry-bod-y's out on the run to-night
but there's no place left to hide
To-geth-er Wen-dy we can live with the sad-ness
I'll love you with all the mad-ness in my soul
h-Oh, Some-day girl I don't know when
we're gon-na get to that place
Where we real-ly wan-na go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
Ba- by we were born to run